North America’s toughest police: starting with the Los Angeles Patrol

Anna Davis has higher access rights, but she is also on vacation today. Fortunately, her home computer can connect to the LAPD’s intranet.

After listening to Locke’s explanation, she took it very seriously and immediately put the photo into the system database for comparison, but there was no match.

In other words, Bearded Man is not on the wanted list of the federal police system database.

Locke was dumbfounded. Could it be that he made a mistake in lip reading? He saw Bearded Man say that he was wanted.

He hurriedly picked up Bearded Man’s portrait and carefully recalled Bearded Man’s face. He immediately found the problem and said, “Captain, I suspect he had plastic surgery!”

Anna Davis did not respond to Locke, but asked, “When did you start learning lip reading?”

Locke knew that Anna Dai Siwei had doubts about his knowledge of this information through lip reading recognition, so he could only lie, “I started learning when I was on the football team. The team sometimes needs to recognize lip reading codes, but at that time I only knew some simple words. After joining LAPD, I studied systematically. I also bought relevant books…”

He really bought books, he didn’t lie about this.

Anna Davis pondered for a moment and said, “OK, I believe you. I will ask the data analysis team to re-identify it. I will notify you immediately if there is any news. You must not act rashly…” “Understood…” After hanging up the phone, Locke breathed a sigh of relief. He was very sure of his judgment. Although his lip reading was only L1, his forensic medicine was L3. In addition to micro-expression analysis L2 and sketching L2, his understanding of the outline of the face has reached a professional level. “Can I see it?” “Of course!” Locke handed the portrait in his hand to Jennifer. She took the portrait and lowered her head to study it. She looked very focused and exuded intellectual beauty. Two minutes later, she looked up and said, “This face has indeed been operated on. The jaw, palate, cheekbone, and nasal bone have all been slightly adjusted. The technique is really good and it is almost invisible. He must be the top plastic surgeon in the industry…” She asked curiously, “How did you find out?” Locke smiled slightly. Can he say that he also studied medicine? And his level is not worse than hers! He said, “Don’t forget that I can sketch…”

Jennifer’s face was suddenly enlightened, she bit her thin lips lightly, ripples appeared in her blue eyes, and she nodded: “Yes, sketching also requires the study of human body contours. I really didn’t expect that you are such a good sketcher when you play rugby!”

Locke’s heart was suddenly moved, and he put his hand on her tight thigh, stroking it twice, and said regretfully: “What a pity, I was looking forward to you wearing a bikini…”

“Why should I feel sorry?”

As she said, Jennifer took off the T-shirt on top, revealing the dark green Victoria’s Secret lace underwear inside.

Locke was distracted for a moment, and instantly forgot about the bearded wanted criminal and the FBI.

After that night, he kept thinking about Jennifer!

Just as Locke was about to help Jennifer unbutton her jeans, his phone rang.

It was Anna Davis calling, and he had to answer it.

“Locke, you are right, he had plastic surgery. This man is the FBI’s most wanted criminal, named Harry Beilein. He is the boss of the notorious Buffalo Gang in Nevada. He has been active in Las Vegas and has committed many murders and kidnappings. He disappeared strangely after being wanted. I didn’t expect you to find him today. I have reported this to the FBI, and the FBI will contact you later…”

On the phone, Anna Davis’ voice was much more solemn than before. After verifying Harry Beilein’s identity, the information Locke recognized through lip reading was all true.

Harry Beilein planned to plan a terrorist attack in Las Vegas, which is definitely a big deal.

Locke replied calmly: “Understood, I will cooperate with the FBI.”

Anna Davis reminded: “You only need to tell the FBI the information you know, you can refuse any unreasonable requests from them, LAPD and FBI are equal…”

“Understood…”

Locke instantly understood what Anna meant. The Las Vegas incident had nothing to do with the LAPD. They only needed to convey the information and could not take risks for this matter.

After hanging up the phone, Locke apologized to Jennifer, “It seems that we can’t go swimming…”

Jennifer took off her jeans slowly. Her lower body was also in the same lace underwear, showing every detail, two white thighs, slender and toned.

She stuck out her buttocks, turned around and prepared to crawl to the back seat, turned her head and smiled at Locke, “Can’t you be the king of the sea on land?”

Locke understood immediately and protected her considerately. After she climbed to the back seat, he moved all the front seats forward and then got out of the car and came to the back seat.

After entering the back seat, he folded it down, otherwise, he really couldn’t use the narrow back space of G55.

Soon, the car seemed to be disturbed by the waves not far away, and it also rose and fell with the waves, attracting the teasing eyes of the tourists passing by.

…

“Dong…Dong…”

Locke was hugging Jennifer and enjoying the afterglow of pleasure, and was startled in an instant. He looked out the window and saw two agents in FBI uniforms standing on the left side of the car.

He subconsciously wanted to cover it up, but then he remembered that the car windows were covered with privacy film, and the inside could see the outside, but the outside couldn’t see the inside clearly.

After calming down, Locke realized that the FBI knew what they were doing inside, and they should have been surrounded just now.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have knocked on the window after the incident, and they didn’t stand in front of the front windshield to look inside.

Locke put on his underwear with a shy face. I was so immersed in it just now that I didn’t realize how long the FBI had been there. This time I was embarrassed.

Seeing Jennifer still lying motionless with a lazy look next to her, and not wanting to put on clothes, he couldn’t help but slap her on the butt.

He found out that this woman’s thinking was not ordinary avant-garde, and she didn’t feel embarrassed to expose her body.

After being slapped, Jennifer slowly put on her underwear. While buttoning her bra, she tilted her head and asked, “Why does it feel better this time than last time? Is it because we are in the car?”

Locke was a little unhappy with this woman’s attitude of not taking her body seriously. Hearing her words, he couldn’t help laughing.

Last time it was L2, now it has become L3, can it be the same?

He urged: “Put on your clothes first, you have plenty of time to study at night…”

Locke took the initiative to help her get a T-shirt and jeans from the front row, and then put on his pants with difficulty.

After Jennifer put on her clothes, he pushed open the car door with a T-shirt. In the car, he really couldn’t wear a T-shirt.

Barefoot on the beach, Locke put on his T-shirt while looking at the two FBI agents in front of him. One of them was a middle-aged black man with a bald head, who looked very serious and stared at him with an unwavering expression.

The other agent was a young blond white woman with a ponytail, who looked very capable and sharp, and looked at him with a bit of inquiry and playfulness.

The black bald agent showed Locke his FBI ID and asked, “I am Senior Agent Hunter, this is Agent Liv, are you LAPAD Officer Locke Lee?”